People in Tokyo, the world is clear

He picked up a few unpopular novels, sat down on the guest chair, and read them casually.

Then, time passed—

Perhaps because a certain plot in the book ended, the sense of immersion suddenly relaxed.

After regaining consciousness, Lin Sen's gaze unconsciously fell on the table in front of him.

A tattered iron box still lay quietly somewhere on the corner of the table.

Of course Lin Sen recognized it.

This "box of important things" belongs to someone.

It reminds me of a night not long ago.

At that time, the clear-minded woman took out some letters about him, which were responses to his requests for awards, and explained the contents to him bit by bit.

Moreover, when she accidentally took out some of her notes from her teenage years, she scolded her harshly in shame and anger.

After that, I always thought that she would hide this thing tightly.

I didn’t expect that until today, it is still left here?

The so-called "don't touch anything" reminder that was specifically given before I entered the door should be a warning not to touch this box, right?

To be honest, Lin Sen did intend to abide by the agreement.

But there is always a magical phenomenon in human beings.

The more you force yourself not to touch something, the more curiosity will accumulate in your heart.

In short, rebellious.

However, this small interest was clearly within the realm of suppressing and tolerating. So, I just glanced at it casually for a few moments before looking away.

Immersed in the novel in my hand, until a hand came over my shoulder and gently opened the lid of the iron box.

"Hey! Don't touch me."

Lin Sen’s first reaction was to stop it.

However, after waking up from the daze caused by the interruption, he immediately realized the mistake.

First of all, the buddy’s job is just to take care of himself, he has no task of stopping others from touching the box either.

Furthermore, the identity of the person who could directly enter the study and touch such items is self-evident:

"I didn't expect that Mr. Determined would actually hold on to his bottom line and actually not move."

"Isn't it basic to fulfill your promises? Also, what do you mean by that regretful tone?"

The next second, Lin Sen's question was answered.

I saw hands passing through both sides of my head and placing an uncovered iron box in front of me.

There were no private objects or papers inside as one would imagine.

Just a brand new, clean piece of paper.

On the white front, a large word was written with the graceful self:

"idiot".

"Wow. How old are you, Sasagawa Rie?"

"What a shame, Mr. Smart didn't fall for it like I hoped. Or did you just fall for my trick and just quickly pretend you never did, swallowing your anger?"

"Then I can only say that the truth must have disappointed you."

Talk about it.

Is that just the woman's voice?

What about another one?

The next moment after this confusion flashed through Lin Sen's mind, his body froze.

Because the two arms that were originally on his shoulders quickly tightened and wrapped around his neck.

Then, she lowered her head behind him, and her hair rubbed against his cheek with the movement.

Then, a voice suddenly melted from its icy state:

"Come to think of it, it's been ages. Almost a week? I'm surprised I'm feeling strangely out of place, like a part of my life is missing."

"hiss."

what's the situation?

Suddenly this attitude...

For some reason, I feel strangely nervous.

What's even more terrifying is that another figure subconsciously flashed through my mind.

Isn't there another person in the room? What's this guy...doing?

Ms. Ito, you're not watching, are you?

I subconsciously made a move to turn around and look for him, but was immediately interrupted by someone who noticed it in advance and raised his hands to cover his cheeks.

"What are you nervous about?"

"Um, what about Ito?"

"...I see."

Ms. Li Ya's voice suddenly dropped. "You're doing something so intimate with me, but you subconsciously care about that person's reaction?"

"No. Hugging is not proper. You really should be mindful of the third person in the room. Speaking of which, where's Ito?"

"Right behind me, now."

?

At this point, Lin Sen probably reacted.

When I was reading just now, something must have happened outside the house.

As a result, Miss Ito went out.

As for the flamingo's current behavior, it was probably taking advantage of its solitude to make a point.

Identification is coming for the drama.

After thinking it through, he sighed and reached out to grab the woman's shoulders.

"Stop it. Do you think I'll believe you, Sasagawa Rio?"

"...It seems that Mr. Fool hasn't reached the level I expected yet."

"So, can you let go?"

Lin Sen tried to break free.

Unfortunately, things did not develop as he expected.

The next second, something happened that made people's eyes widen even more -

The head behind me suddenly moved closer.

Then, I felt the touch of another person's skin on my face.

"Hey..."

Chapter 53: Parody

The current state of the two people.

If I have to describe it, it feels a bit like the feeling of rubbing shoulders with each other.

Through the thin hair, I could clearly feel the warmth of the woman's cheek.

This was clearly a dangerous sign, so Lin Sen put down the novel in his hand and used his other hand to hold the arms around his neck.

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to strangle you."

"I heard from Ito that she's quite good at cooking. Did you learn your cooking skills from her?"

Ms. Ri Ya's voice was a mixture of curiosity and casualness.

It seemed that he didn't take Lin Sen's warning seriously at all.

"Not really. Also, don't try to change the subject so abruptly."

"I also heard that you seemed to have tasted her cooking?"

"That's true. So, can you please let go of your hand?"

"Can you tell me? Is my cooking better, or is hers better?"

"I'll count to three. One, two..."

"hiss."

After applying a little force with his fingers, he could clearly feel a woman's cry of pain and other reactions.

But there is no intention of backing down.

Instead, she raised her voice a little, almost complaining or even coquettish.

"Answer me this question, and I'll let go."

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"Do we have to decide who's better in this kind of thing? What's the point?"

"I'm just curious. This fundamental human emotion is one of the driving forces behind the development of history. So, is it not too much to ask for an answer?"

"Then you are truly invincible."

So Lin Sen had two choices.

Or, continue to increase the intensity of the punishment and force the woman who is hugging him from behind to surrender.

Or, give her an answer that can explain it, and then wait for her to keep her promise.

After a brief consideration, in order to avoid causing more physical harm, I subconsciously chose the latter.

So Lin Sen answered:

"I'm not very picky about food. That is to say..."

"What a classic balanced answer."

Sasagawa Rimei interrupted abruptly, her voice gradually overflowing with dissatisfaction, "I'm already acting like this, can't you just say something nice and polite?"

"What do you want to hear? You're ready to compare the basic cooking skills I taught you personally, which I've only been practicing for a month or so? Are you the most gifted gourmet genius I've ever met? Will you believe and be pleased with these hypocritical flatteries, Sasakawa Riya?"

"...I'm not sure. But, maybe?"

"what?"

Although what she was muttering was frightening, Sasagawa Rio still had the good quality of keeping her promises.

Finally, he released his entangled arms and went to the other side of the desk.

But he didn't sit down directly, but pulled the chair over.

Come over and sit down next to me.

"So, deep down, you still think my cooking skills are not as good as Ito's?"

"I've told you I don't care about these things, and I never judge people by their level. To me, hunger is the best seasoning. As long as it's clean, hygienic, and normal food, it tastes equally good no matter who makes it. Why are you so hung up on this?"

"I don't know. Perhaps it's the baser side of human nature that triggers a growing need to compare."

Lin Sen glanced over.

The woman's expression remained calm as she spoke, and there was even a hint of coldness in her eyes.

But the action that followed was completely opposite to the expression on his face——

She reached over with one hand, casually hugged one arm, and then leaned over with her upper body weight:

"So, even though I know that you, a man of rotten talent and foul conduct, are not some treasure worthy of high status, I still can't help but want to consider the image of me in your heart."